The sad sound is enough to make the listener sad and the listener cry.
The foreign man's face turned red, he clapped his hands and called a maid, and then asked Luo Yu: "My chef is available 24 hours a day, what do you need?"
At this time, Luo Yu was even more convinced that this person was not his enemy. How could an enemy be so kind to him? In order to find out this person's bottom line, Luo Yu thought for a while and said: "Seventeen or eight egg tarts first, and then some
There are ice creams, ten of them, three steaks, medium rare, twenty skewers of barbecue, and a pint of beer, I can’t drink coffee."
The middle-aged man nodded and told the maid: "Do as he says."
Seeing the maid leave in response, Luo Yu chuckled: "You speak Chinese very well, you've almost caught up with me."
"Aren't you curious who I am and why I brought you here?" the middle-aged man asked.
"If you don't tell me why I'm asking," Luo Yu curled her lips.
"Then aren't you afraid that I will kill you?" the middle-aged man's face suddenly darkened and he said sternly.
Luo Yu suddenly slapped her palm on the coffee table. The coffee cup jumped up and fell onto the coffee table. The fragrant coffee spilled everywhere: "Can you say something creative!"
The sound sounded like thunder suddenly, and the guard outside the door hurried over, looking warily at the Chinese man who was staring down at his boss.
The middle-aged man's face was gloomy. After looking at Luo Yu for a moment, he suddenly laughed heartily. He waved his hand to tell the guards to retreat, and then asked Luo Yu in a friendly manner: "Then how can you still be considered creative?"
Luo Yu also breathed a sigh of relief at this time, and his back was soaked. After this, he was basically sure that this person was not his opponent.
Although he felt exhausted in his heart, he still had to put on a calm and composed look on his face: "If you keep talking too much, I will expose your asshole."
The middle-aged man had a strange look on his face, obviously he didn't expect this young man to speak so vulgarly.
But this sentence is very direct, very powerful, and makes people feel stimulating from the bottom of their hearts.
The chef was very efficient. After the two of them talked for a while, everything Luo Yu wanted was already prepared and delivered by the maid.
Luo Yu pretended not to care and looked out the window, but her eyes secretly looked through the collar that fell when the maid leaned over.
"Pink lace!" Luo Daguan was extremely excited.
Seeing Luo Yu grabbing the ice cream cone and licking it, the middle-aged man seemed unwilling to give in: "Don't you care who I am and why I brought you here? You know, you injured three of my men today.
With their capable men, it may take half a year for them to recover from even the slightest injury."
Luo Yuhun didn't care. He licked the cream into the shape of his middle finger. He was very satisfied. He glanced at the middle-aged man from the corner of his eye and said, "You will tell me sooner or later. I just have to wait. Anyway, I have a lot of time. You
You are older than me, and I can live much longer than you, so I can afford to wait."
If the middle-aged man hadn't been very well-educated, he might have gone crazy and picked up the egg tart plate and slammed it into Luo Yu's face, but even so, he still wanted to scold the young man opposite him.
I have seen shameless people, but I have never seen such shameless people. As a captive prisoner, he is still so arrogant. Is there any justice in heaven?
Of course, Luo Daguan had no consciousness of being a prisoner. Unexpectedly, the chef also cooked a plate of roast chicken. Luo Yu was not polite, grabbing the whole chicken and gnawing at it, spitting out the chicken bones everywhere.
"Can't you just ask?" The middle-aged man clenched his fists and tried to suppress his outburst of anger.
Luo Yu swallowed a large piece of chicken in her mouth with difficulty, then stuffed an egg tart into it and said vaguely: "Okay, who are you and why did you bring me here today? I'm so scared."
The last sentence couldn't be more false.
The middle-aged man couldn't stand it anymore. If you were scared, why would you keep stuffing things into your mouth? In the blink of an eye, you ate one chicken, two steaks, eight egg tarts, and twelve sugar cones. With your mouth open, you had three skewers of meat.
There is not even a bit of meat residue left on the wooden stick. Do you think you are a werewolf whose voice has not changed?
But even if he was still dissatisfied, Luo Yu had asked these questions.
The middle-aged man took a few deep breaths to calm down his emotions that were about to explode. He looked into Luo Yu's eyes and said, "My name is Dro Smith. Welcome."
"Hmm... um... the name is good. I'll catch up with Fatty Wang at the entrance of our village soon." With his mouth full of food, Luo Yu's voice became extremely strange. Suddenly, a lightning flashed in his mind, and he opened his eyes wide.
Looking at Drosmith, "What did you say your name was just now!"
Drosmith looked at him and smiled without saying a word.
Luo Yu was very cheeky. After a pause, he pretended not to know anything and continued to chew: "Well, the name is not bad. It sounds much better than wearing no pants and doing something violently."
Of course Dro Smith didn't understand the meaning of Luo Yu's words. He didn't know that it was a dirty joke implying Japanese women's names and Mongolian names, so there wasn't much expression on his face.
After Luo Yu finished eating everything in his hand, he said quietly: "Luo Yu, Helen often mentions you in front of me. What is your relationship with her? Helen rarely mentions strange men in front of me."
After finishing speaking, he immediately looked at Luo Yu's face, trying to see what his reaction would be.
Luo Yu's mind was racing, and she knew that this old boy was trying to trick her, so she wiped her lips righteously: "Helen is a good girl, beautiful and gentle. It is my honor to know her. She and I are very pure.
friendship."
Isn't it? I was ready with my gun at the time, but in the end I endured it and even prevented a murder caused by a steamed bun. It really couldn't be more pure.
At this moment, the old gangster's face is full of holy glory, and he can pretend to be Jesus and influence the world with just a Bible in his hand.
Dro Smith thought he had read countless people, but at this moment, he couldn't see any clues from Luo Yu's eyes.
After carefully examining Luo Yu's clear eyes, Dro Smith even felt a little moved. There are really not many upright young people like this nowadays.
The slight movement on Smith's face naturally did not escape Luo Daguan's eyes. He took a deep breath, and the expression on his face was extremely sacred, as if all the filth in the world had nowhere to hide in front of him.
"Really?" Although he believed it in his heart, Smith still had a look of disbelief on his face.
Luo Yu nodded heavily: "The relationship between Helen and I is more real than real money."
Luo Yu's words were very vague. If you asked me what the relationship was, I would tell you that my relationship with her was very real, but I didn't say where it was.
Drosmith nodded slightly: "It turns out we are just ordinary friends. I originally thought you were boyfriend and girlfriend."
In view of the open culture of the United States, Luo Yu did not express much surprise at his remarks.
"Helen always says good things about you in front of me. I thought she wanted me to have a good impression of you so that I could agree to marry her to you——"
Before he finished speaking, Luo Yu spat out the beer he had just drank.
"Marry me?" Luo Yu wiped her mouth, right? I'm not ready mentally or physically yet.
A foreign girl is a foreign girl, so straightforward.